" And YOU'RE my new best friend!" she grinned. "But you're SO muchprettier ... and those tight jeans you're wearing don't tell any lies? I'dLOVE to ha...e YOUR ass." And I'D love to have your breasts," I blurted without thinking."I'd be happy to tell you where I got them," she confided, and we bothlaughed.Erica's eyes sparkled every time she laughed or smiled, and I realizedthat this was the first time I really got to communicate face-to-facewith her. She really did make an attractive woman, I. Just as I let my dress fall to the floor. I then wrapped both hands round his shaft and stroke him upward a couple times and I couldn’t resist any longer. I bent over slightly and lick his shaft, up one side, over the head, and down the other. I sat back down on the edge of the sofa and licked the underside. I slipped my lips over the head and while fluttering my tongue on the triangle on the underside of the head. His breathing increased and I felt a slight thrust. I slid my lips down a few. I perhaps shared more than I should, about the difficulty of leaving my family, of the dear John letter I got from my college girl friend, who suddenly discovered she had to decide between air fare to England at Christmas and a buddy relationship with a co-worker. Sharon chose the new relationship and Christmas in Chicago. It was a Friday evening, around 7, when the knock came at the door. I went to check, and there stood Roddy. Decked out, it seemed, in what he must have believed was. Its effects wore off before the three of them were done with her, and she managed to get away from them. Top here prevented them from catching her again, and chased them away." How could an old fogy like him prevent three men from taking her back?" Roger asked, mystified."It was easy," I answered. "They didn't want to face my Model 97 loaded with buckshot." We were interrupted then by a knock on the door. The Sergeant Major got up to see whom it was, and admitted another LTC. He saluted the.